Reset then Restart
I finished working on the previous chapters so I can continue! Sorry for the lack of anything for the past week but school has started back up and it was assessment week.
But your not here to read about me so lets start!
(If there is anything you are confused about don't be afraid to ask. You asking questions actually help me remember information that I need to include in this.)
"Shiro-Zangetsu" / "hollowfied vizards"
"Zangetsu-Ossan"
"Other people's zanpakuto talking"
"People mind talking to their zanpakuto"
"The average hollow speaking"
"Tensa Zangetsu"
Chapter ten, I'm the hybrid, your all living people.
Kurosaki Ichigo, School,
Ichigo had gone to Urahara a few times since the mans offer and he had spoken about things he had found funny about his past. He even drew a chappy drawing to show Rukia's great skill, had laughed about Shunsui's drinking habits and how the man had started to give him some before he was even 18.
Since then Urahara kept some on him just incase I was in a bad place that night. Not that he would tell anyone else. Everyone would probably murder him if they found out he was giving a child alcohol.
He was not even a year of 40 they could leave him alone!
Ichigo was not ready to dump his depression on the man though. He didn't want to do that.
A piece of chalk hit his head."Kurosaki!" It was his teacher. She would never leave him alone! Just because he was always daydreaming or thinking.
It wasn't as if there was anything to learn by listening. Most of the class were still learning how to write legible words.
"Yes Miss, You said not to daydream all the time. Sorry Miss."
"I'm not even going to ask how you keep getting perfect scores on every single test."
Good. Time travel would not be believable.
The lunch bell rang. At last.
He got up and left the room. His destination was the roof.
When he got up to the top Keigo, Mizuiro, Tatsuki and Orihime were already there. "Hey guys."
"Hello Kurosaki-Kun."
"Hey Ichigo."
"HI ICHIGO!"
"Hello."
The normal four greetings. That was good. He could often tell his friends moods from the way they greeted him that day.
After eating for a few minutes people started to shift slightly and look at eachother. "Umm. Kurosaki-Kun?"
"Yes Inoue?"
More shifting started to happen and it suddenly looked as if everyone wanted to leave.
"Well its rumored that you can either see ghosts or your mad right?"
"Yes..." Where was this going to go? He didn't want to think.
"Well lets just say that we want to believe the first one. Is that person stood behind you with the weird chain a ghost?"
He looked behind him. There was in fact a plus spirit there. To make things more amusing he jumped out of his body and konsoed the spirit.
"Kurosaki-Kun! Are you ok your not in your body! Maybe he is an alien fake! Or perhaps he is some sort of ghost police."
Well she wasn't too far of. Ghost police.
"The word I think your after is Shinigami, at least in part."
"Ichigo did you just say that your a shinigami?" Tatsuki looked offended that I would even keep things from her in the first place.
"To be more correct my cousin is a Shinigami, Hollow, Quincy hybrid." Finally he showed his face!
"Hey Uryu. Are we going to do more bow manifesting after school?" Uryu nodded at him. Ichigo gave of a long suffering sigh of frustration. His bow manifesting was still absolutely shit.
He then sensed someone coming towards them so he got back in his body and acted normal.
"Hey it's the orange haired punk!" Please not again.
Shiro seemed to understand his wishes and manifested. These troublemakers were not spiritually aware. This meant more terrorising for Shiro.
His hollow grabbed the guy by his ankle and started to pull him along the floor.
Then Shiro jumped in the air.
To anyone not spiritually aware there was a person hanging upside down in the sky. Who was currently panicking and screaming like a girl. I got out the camera.
"Kurosaki-kun?" He still wasn't used to her short hair.
"Yes?"
"Ghost things are cool."
"If you all want an explanation then come join me after school."
"Ok." This was said by everyone.
Urahara shoten, Tatsuki,
She was currently very shocked.
Her best friend was some sort of hybrid. Said friend's cousin was a quincy. One of the last of his kind. Ghosts were real. Plus spirits the candy guy had called them. Evil spirits called hollows and the afterlife sounded awful.
She hoped to never live in district 40 or above.
"So if you got all that would you like to see Ichigo try and manifest a quincy bow. He's quite bad at it so it makes a good piece of entertainment.
Her friend was good at everything so she went to see this thing he was bad at.
The basement, Orihime,
For the past ten minutes Orihime had been watching bows be manifested and then exploding. Two people had appeared out of thin air who Ichigo said were his swords and that they were Zangetsu.
Shiro-Zangetsu was currently stood near her so e could quickly relocate her when some kind of projectile came towards her. The other Zangetsu was stood next to Ichigo and was carefully guiding him on how to do it.
"This is cool! Ichigo is cool!" Keigo had been completely fascinated with everything spirit world from the second they had first seen their friend jump out of his body.
"I agree Kurosaki-Kun does cool things! He is also smart!" She had a crush and they all knew it.
"Aibou appreciates te thoughts."
They had already been told about their telepathy.
Freaky candy man had been protecting the other three as Shiro seemed focused on her.
Then there was a very, very big explosion.
"Oi king ta fuck ya' doin'?"
"Ow. That was a bad idea."
"ICHIGO! You broke my basement again!" More anime tears.
"Sorry that was my fault I let go of my control on his reiatsu for a second there." A slightly sheepish Zangetsu came out of the dust cloud carrying Ichigo who had somehow managed to remove his arm completely. But they knew it would regenerate.
Didn't mean it wasn't uncomfortable to look at.
The people that were not the group of amazed children acted as if this was an everyday occurrence while still somehow being concerned for his health.
They were an odd sight.
She would have to go home soon. Her brother did not like her to be out for long periods of time...
"Oi Uryu be careful' of where ya aimin' tha' thing!" I was once again picked up by Shiro who was standing in the sky while a mass of blue filled the area I was before.
Her friends may be cool but they were dangerous. She sighed.
Urahara shoten basement, Shinji,
The vizards had gone to the shoten as Ichigo was meant to be there today. As much as they would deny it the only reason they went to the shoten anymore was to see Ichigo.
He felt sorry for anyone who would come near him. Without knowing it the boy had created some sort of former captain/ lieutenant army of protection, god anyone who tried to harm him was fucked.
All eight vizards were at the shoten. No there was nine of them Ichigo may also be part quincy but he was mostly vizard.
They would always see him as a vizard.
When they got there they were surprised to find four human children who Ichigo had apparently made spiritually aware.
Why couldn't matters to do with Ichigo be simple?
"Hey Ichigo you owe me a spar, hollowfied."
"Yes, yes, I know." Those that had come here with Ichigo looked highly confused. This was going to be fun.
"Hanten shite korosu, Sakanade!" The feeling of being hollow was strange but he still found that he liked it.
"Gyakusatsu, Zangetsu!" The chilling grin sent his way showed that Ichigo wanted only his best from him.
A collective gasp could be heard at Ichigo's new appearance.
Within the next second Ichigo was gone, so was my right hand. Sakanade to.
Since the day they had realised that Ichigo was far stronger and faster than anyone here he had made it his job to make sure they improved. They were meant to be training him! Shinji often had to listen to Ichigo complain that he had really long claws, use them. But I never listened.
Guess he found a way around that.
Once I had regenerated my had I spun around to block an attack aimed at my back and then attacked back, grabbing the boys arm in the process.
We stood there looking at each other and then we started to slice at any part of the body within reach. Our arms were in ribbons and Shinji had more blood out than in.
But Ichigo had yet to pull off a limb or something so that meant he was playing.
Violently playing, yes. But they were playing.
All of his four friends looked shocked and more than a little sick, but one of the pro's of not feeling anything? He couldn't bring himself to care.
After a while Ichigo stopped attacking him as Shinji had stopped regenerating. His regeneration still didn't last that long.
Most of the blood on Ichigo was mine as with his small body he kept dodging me!
He could feel his dizziness threatening him of his feet. To combat this he sat down. Shinji didn't want to pass out yet as he wanted to see what Ichigo's friends were like after all.
"Kurosaki-Kun are you... Ok?" The girl with the short bright hair asked. She seemed to be the most concerned of the four.
"We're fine Orihime, this is just a common thing we do." Ichigo shrugged his shoulders as if this was just a normal thing and he wasn't stood there head to toe in someone else's blood.
Then again Ichigo was anything but normal.
I felt sorry for his friends.
Late that night, Ichigo,
God he felt sick, he kept thinking about his human friends. Particularly their deaths. Chad and Orihime had both been killed on the same day. Aizen had gone after them himself.
He could still remember the smell of burning bodies and the Orihime's sreams. It was certainly something that kept him up at night.
It had been later on in the war when the Gotei 13 had completely given up on appointing captains. They just went around getting group leaders who would lead the missions and then select someone else for that groups next task.
Ichigo had been one of those group leaders.
8 Years into the war, Living world, Tokyo,
It was during one of his patrols in the living world. A three month task where they would set up a camp and watch one of the large cities for a while and look out for any helpful technology.
They never sent him to Karakura any more.
The reason they had camps set up to protect cities is that Aizen kept killing entire populations of and feeding them to the hogyoku to increase its already ridiculous power.
He had already failed at his job. They had lost the city two weeks ago. It was completely empty, what was known as a dead zone.
The cause of this name was quite simple, every living person in that area was dead.
As he was heading back to his current camp he notice smoke, by the time he got to the camp there was no chance of salvaging anything, or anyone. He could hear the splashing of his feet stepping into the deep pools of blood that spread over the floor like some sort of disease. If he looked down he could see the broken bodys of his comrades.
One of Aizen's attacks, only arrancar left the bodies in such a poor state. Missing limbs, broken bones and organs gone.
He felt like throwing up.
Then he was pinned to the floor with Kido. Ichigo did not know what Kido it was, he just knew that it was in fact kido. Multiple blue rods stabbed through his body but not anywhere that would allow him a quick death. But one of the rods was in his upper spine.
He couldn't move most of his body.
Or remove the rods impaling him.
Ichigo tried to keep his face out of the crimson sticky puddle that was the floor.
Then Ichigo saw him.
Aizen was walking forwards towards him, dragging Chad and Orihime along by their hair. Orihime seemed to be in good condition with only a few cuts here and there but Chad was a different case entirely. One of his arms had been pulled off half way down and the other was broken in many places. The thing the giant of a man had pride in most, his strong arms. The fact Aizen had them made him feel true fear. Not them, his best friends who should have finished school and gotten a nice job. Chad had been in a band, god he just wanted to see them live normal lives.
They should have been anywhere but here. Accompanying him in a war that belonged to the dead. Just like he was. Ywatch had taken his life away from him, destroyed his body and his fathers soul.
Not that he had been alive then. Ichigo had been well aware of the price he had pai to stop Rukia's execution. Death.
Both of them were dumped in front of him.
"Heal him." Aizen ordered her in that forever calm voice of his.
She did just that. Orihime would have anyways, she was the kind of person that healed her enemies. At least she had used to be that way. After a few years of war her open smile had faded and she had become much more brutal. After she had lost her body she had been given a sword. Not an asauchi. After some investigation they had found out that her hair clips had turned into similar objects to zanpakuto. But she was very good with her sword. She had no problems with killing someone, even if they looked like a child. He had found that the shihakusho had looked nice on her.
Once he had been healed he attempted to get up only to find Aizen's foot in his back.
Then Orihime and Chad were pinned down just like he had been. Straight through the spine. Unable to move or do anything that would help them out of the situation.
One of the arrancar had appeared, he did not know the name of this one and fired something at them. Something that caused a lot of fire. They made him watch as his friends had the slow and painful death of fire.
The only things that he could think about was the smell of burning bodies, the feel of the drying blood and mud sticking to his face, the heat and light from the fire that burnt away his tears and lit up the night sky and Orihime's screaming.
He couldn't close his eyes. Ichigo did not want to watch this, but he just couldn't close them. Rain hit his back and caused his hair to stick to him in wet sections.
Ichigo was not aware of how long it had been but Shiro had later told him that it was a few hours. He laid there and didn't move. Not even when the pressure on his back had let up and the fire had died down he stayed there.
Later on he was told by Rukia that Shiro had materialised and carried him through a gargantua to soul society. Their arrival had triggered the alarms for any opening gargantua's and Shiro had almost been killed. After all this was before they had started to be friendly towards each other. The only reason he wasn't killed was what he had been carrying.
Apparently he had looked awful.
In the hollows arms was a shivering Ichigo who was crying and quietly mumbling to himself. He had been curled up on himself and Shiro had to carry both his own sword and Ichigo's.
He had later thanked the hollow.
Ichigo had spent three months under the fourth squad's care and had not spoken for another month.
No one had asked him what happened. Shiro had told them, saved him from having to explain such a thing.
After that Ichigo had brutally torn apart any enemy in front of him and those that were his allies made sure to keep their distance during battle.
Back to the present, Ichigo,
"King why da ya do this ta yourself?" Ichigo slowly crawled his way into his hollows lap. Even though Shiro got annoyed by it he never complained when he thought about the past so much he ended up a shivering, crying mess. All Shiro would do was question it, every single time.
"Ya should speak ta geta-boshi, 'e offered ta listen ta ya." I didn't move, Shiro could tell that I didn't want to just throw my life problems at the man. But he insisted that he should, that it would be better for him to.
"Look if ya ain't gonna get up an' go there ya self then i'll pick ya up again an' take ya ther' myself." Looks like he wasn't being given a choice in the matter. Might as well stay put then.
"Alright ya asked for it!" He knocked me out of my body, picked me up and jumped out of the window. Sonidoing towards the shoten.
Urahara,
Thankfully Ichigo had been coming to him at night instead of sitting up all night. But they hadn't talked about any of the things that kept the boy up. He didn't push. It seemed like Ichigo was going to talk about everything else instead. Kisuke had heard many stories of positive things that had happened in his past.
He always sat there and listened doing his best to keep it all in his memory.
But this night was different.
In his door stood a hollow who was carrying Ichigo. It seemed that Shiro had taken it upon himself to bring Ichigo here. If he was honest Ichigo looked like shit.
"Well hello there. You come here for my company again?"
"Aibou 'ere is an idiot who thinks about things tha' upset him far to much. Honestly." Ichigo did seem to be quiet upset as he was clinging to his hollow zanpakuto as if his life or perhaps his sanity depended on it.
"Well that does sound like something that he would do. Come sit down. Am I going to have to break the law again and give children alcohol?" He knew it did Ichigo some good, he didn't think about things as much and do this to himself. Shiro seemed to love the stuff, he drunk an obscene amount of the stuff.
"Ya do realise tha' we're like, 40? An' yea I want some!"
"Yes but the rest of the population does not know this." While he was speaking he got out cups and shared it out. "Now how about you tell me whats put him in such a state that he is practically sat on you and hasn't spoken a single word since you got here?" He wouldn't normally ask but if it was as bad as it looked then he had to know.
"Do you know what the smell of burning bodies is like?" First thing he had said and he was already twice as concerned as he was before. That just wasn't the best thing to start a conversation with.
"What? Well I have smelt it when the soutaicho would burn the bodies of higher ranked members of the gotei when they died. It is quite foul." The soutaicho would burn the bodies of captains or lieutenants at their funerals.
"Ah, but that's at funerals isn't it? Have you ever witnessed someone die to fire, to be burnt alive?"
"No, but I wouldn't think that it would be to pleasant."
"That's how Orihime and Chad died. Aizen.. made me watch." At this Ichigo started giggling in the way only the truly mad do. Before meeting Ichigo he didn't even think it was possible to be so concerned. And angry. He was very angry. Kisuke had found himself caring about the boy in the way he might his own child.
Which meant that when he heard things like this he felt like murdering someone. Preferably Aizen or Yhwach.
He also felt sick. Like he might throw up somewhere sick.
"She was screaming, the only other thing I could hear was the fire and the rain. Rain. Why does it always rain when something bad happens." At this Ichigo had started giggling to himself again.
His hollow held onto him tighter as if he was afraid to lose him."Aibou stop thinkin' about it. Ya makin' i' worse." After Shiro spoke Ichigo had started to outright laugh with tears streaming down his face. It wasn't a positive sight.
"What else am I meant to think about Shiro!? Tell me! How Aizen tried to execute one of my best friends or how both him and Nnoitra killed Yuzu in front of me! How much Szayel loved to experiment with me once he got his hands on me or when I had to watch as Karin cried when Toshiro had given up his life for her, smiling as he did so! TELL ME SHIRO!" Dear god did he feel sick. Just incase he hadn't mentioned it yet, he felt sick. He knew that this was only a short list of things that had happened. Aizen and Yhwach had not been kind, had forced him to see the deaths and despair of everyone he had cared about. Kisuke was glad that he had put the smade kido that was on Ichigo's room onto his own though. It would not be good if anyone heard his current mad yelling and laughing
Both Zangetsu's had materialized by now and they looked as angry if not more than he did. Angry at themselves for not being able to stop this and absolutely furious and those who had caused their wielder such great pain.
"How about you tell me what has happened and i'm sure that we could find something better for you to think about amongst it all.
Ichigo slowly turned his head towards him and nodded, "Yea let's do that."
It was a weekend so he could just lock his doors and hide Ichigo in here until he was in a better state. After all it was actually known that Ichigo would sneak over to the shoten in the middle of the night to join Urahara in his projects They just didn't know that it had been turned into some sort of therapy session as well.
They had spoken for hours. Ichigo told him about Yuzu who had become a very strong quincy and Karin a shinigami. How Toshiro had managed to fall in love with one of them and acted as a shield from one of the sternritters arrows. He had died smiling. Of Szayel Aporro who could be easily compared to Kurotsuchi Mayuri. Who loved to experiment with anyone he got his hands on. Once that had been Ichigo. How Byakuya had stopped being a noble with a stick uph is arse and then also captured by Szayel. He had returned to the Gotei just about alive half paralyzed and mute. But because of the nature of his zanpakuto would be carried around by Renji as he could still fight and protect. In the end only Renji and Rukia had understood what Byakuya had wanted to say. Byakuya had spent two years mute. He spoke when he had died apologizing to Rukia for not being a better brother.
Ichigo had told him about his mother's death and how he had also died for someone else. To regain his powers for Rukia. It may have been a different Urahara but he still felt guilty. Near the end he had spoken about the deaths of Orihime and Chad and the time he had killed Hiyori.
He told him of the deaths of so many of his friends and comrades and after a while he was finally starting to understand.
Aizen and Yhwach had made it their goal to break Ichigo so much that he couldn't ever fight again.
They found fun in doing this to him and Urahara promised to himself that those who did this to Ichigo would suffer.
Throughout it they did find some more pleasant things to think about. Ichigo told him of the arrancar who joined the side of the shinigami. Grimmjow who was similar to kenpachi and had worked with the crazy man to show Ichigo how much fun fighting was. Stark, Lilinette and Harribel who just felt as if Aizen was doing the wrong thing and Nel who had become a friend of Ichigo's and so she joined the side of the shinigami.
Ichigo spoke of how Yamamoto found the fights that happened between Kenpachi, Unohana, Ichigo and Grimmjow amusing and only stopped them if there was reason to such as serious injury or the fact that they were needed somewhere else.
Urahara also started to understand why Ichigo was so strong. With constant sparring against insane people and being the enemies focus caused him to gain far more battle experience than those around him.
Maybe one day he would get to see Ichigo fight Unohana when she acted like the former Kenpachi she was.
Ichigo had also decided to mention that his bankai had changed. That if he was to go into bankai he would revert into his former body until he dropped out of it.
"Is that so? If we went into the basement could you show me?"
"Sure I don't see why not."
They headed into the basement.
When they were both down there Ichigo warned him to stand back and then held his swords in front of him in their shikai form parallel to the floor.
"Bankai, Tensa Zangetsu!"
When the cloud of smoke disappeared he could see what must have been Ichigo.
He wore a black coat with a hood and his hair had extended down to his feet, it almost looked like an orange waterfall coming from his head. Protruding from the sides of his head was two bone horns with two black stripes running down his face. His sword was held by a clawed hand it was a slim sword with a black blade, handle and chain with a white guard and a piece of white metal going over the top of the blade. His eyes were an eerie red resembling the blood that Ichigo had described so many times. The last features was a show of his quincy heritage with black wings of reishi and a black halo. It was probably a part of what Ichigo had called vollstandig. Just like he had features of his resurrection.
He looked very violent and dangerous.
The most striking thing was not all of these feature though. It was that the person who stood in front of him was a man. Scars covered many parts of the skin that was visible and it wasn't a lot.
"Well this is certainly something."
"I am holding back our power as much as I can but we will need to drop out of Bankai soon if you wish to live. In this form our reiatsu is much denser and we end up vaporising anything that comes near us."
Just when he thought that he had seen it all. Ichigo still kept on surprising him. "Go ahead I have seen it now so there is no need to keep the risk of death by vaporizing over my head."
Ichigo dropped out of bankai and they headed back upstairs.
"You seem better than you was earlier, would you like to sleep here?"
"Yes please."
He made a pile of pillows and blankets for Ichigo and noted about how much he still clung to Shiro. He took another picture as infront of him was a hollow and a nearly crazy time traveling hybrid laying on a pile of pillows, under many blankets looking as peaceful as you could get. It was cute.
It was far better than when Ichigo had come to him at night, as it was obviously the morning as he could see the first few rays of sunlight peaking though his small window.
He got back to his little science projects.
Extra: The Soul Kings sleeping habits, Ichibei,
He was walking outside with the rest of squad zero and his King having a pleasant conversation. They had stopped to look at some of the flowers that had been growing but when they had turned around Akira had fallen asleep.
Standing up.
After some panicking he woke back up.
"Whats going on?" They all just looked at him. "Oh well, nevermind. Come on let us carry on our walk."
None of them said anything they just carried on walking.
-x-
Akira was standing in the sky chasing butterflies, once again acting like a child. They didn't comment on it anymore.
Then he stopped and fell out of the sky.
Nimaiya caught him and when they all went to see if he was ok it turns out he just managed to fall asleep while standing in the sky.
As said before sometimes it was just best not to question it.
Woah long chapter. I don't like Ichigo's bankai in the manga. I'm sorry but the entire point of his small, slim but strong sword was the fact he could move faster with it.
So bakai change as well.
This chapter was fun to write for some reason so.. yay!
There is also an extra bit at the end.
Im sorry Orihime and Chad and all the others! I like you but I had to traumatise Ichigo somehow.
Thanks for reading, I will see you in the next chapter!